In the face of xuanxi's burning eyes, Tong Su Zheng for a long time, and finally puffed out a laugh, but his eyes were moved.

Even if this condition is too frivolous, but if people stay for this reason, then the cause and effect of human feelings owed to her will become her.

-- as long as the monks and sects who have practiced the skills brought out from the secret place, and are still afraid of being scolded by thousands of people, they can no longer fight against her.

He is paving the way for her.

He is Mahayana, but she is only the golden elixir. If he ascends, she will stay in the world alone for too long.

She stretched out her arms to his shoulder, stood on tiptoe, gently kisses his thin lips, intimate and sweet, and smiles like flowers.

"Elder martial brother, I really like you..."

They have always been so sweet. When they are tender, no matter what others think, he hugs her and presses her firmly in his arms. He smiles so stiffly that his chest is shaking and kisses her eagerly.

"Of course you like me, and you have to like me."

Thick eyelashes droop, eyes are thick as water tenderness, breath seems to smell sweet taste, so that other people all block eyes wrinkled face, difficult to look directly at, tut tut tut turn to spread.

Pooh, man and woman.

Hot eyes, don't look, don't look, don't look!

Finally enough, they huddle into a corner of the stone forest to avoid the sight of the public.

He is too tall. Tong Su can only put his forehead on his chest when he steps on the ground. He just holds her up. She chuckles, but he may as well bow his head and kiss her forehead gently.

What tingling, suddenly from the brow.

Tongsu suddenly remembers the night when she and he hugged each other and slept when she asked Xiancheng. That day, she woke up and felt a little itch in her eyebrows. That's what she felt -

the stabbing pain flashed away, but then it floated up in bursts of numbness. The wound she fell from fighting with fengyinyue suddenly began to itch.

This itch is very slight, the time is very short, almost just a moment, all the injuries on the body, began to disappear together!

"This -"

she exclaimed.

Xuanxi's body, there are small wounds, skin rupture, blood gushing, every injury, is just from the Tong Su back disappear that!

"The same heart with the same life lock?" She was shocked. "You're crazy. What are you doing with this for me?"

He nibbled her lip and laughed wildly: "what is this? How can a tong make a fuss?"

Make a fuss? He can't have no idea what it is!

How dare he -

Tongsu's eyes are red.

The same life and the same heart, this is the only way that Tao belongs to. The casting conditions are harsh. It requires both sides of the caster to be in the same realm. In the realm of cultivation, few pairs of Tao dare to make a conclusion.

Xuanxi put this technique on her, so if she is injured, he can transfer it to himself. If he changes his mind, he will die immediately.

She is not afraid of his change of heart, but instead of hurt this one, let her not bear.

"My family a tong has no conscience. If I don't give you the next technique, my elder martial brother is afraid that a Tong will run away." But he didn't care at all, even a little elated, "besides, the technique has been done. If a tong is angry again, he will not be able to solve it if he does not practice to a higher level than my own cultivation. "

"You --" she laughed angrily, but she was reluctant to lose her temper with him. Finally, she threw herself into his arms and bit him on the lip. "Don't make your own decisions next time!"

"Easy to say, easy to say..."

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